The Immortal Wize
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Born into religion aiding me to make my decisions
Sorry mama, I chose not to follow
Found a secret in a bottle
Surfaced in my sleep
Did not have to dive deep
Casted my net on the right side of poverty
Never turning back
Ask the tongue tied cat
It want talk back
Promise you want leave with a scratch
Falling down the rabbit hole
Landing on a lettuce patch
We always fall for it, long
Before we realize that there’s a catch
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize
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Sick (0192025)sick people will make you sick if you're not already sick if you're already sick you probably got sick from somebody sick who made you sick now you sick making somebody else sick now everybody you come in contact with gets sick of you and you get sick of them I'm sick of you, you sick of me I make you sick you make me sick , sick people make everybody sick |
Close Call (0182025)there are those who came before you that came after you there are those who came after you who did not succeed at what they came to do...they came to destroy you |
I'm The Blip (162025)something is broken and I can't fix it and I can't get in touch with those who can but I can't give up on it I have to keep on working with it because it's worth all the energy I put into it when it was functioning at full capacity working as expected at a maximum level of productivity efficiently as possible without any limitations helping me to reach the highest possible level ofperformance as long as it comes on when I push the power button I can manage to get around the glitch when in pursuit to meet a goal I'm relentless resilient and determine to see it through to carry on to the next beat |
Sky (162025)when I see stars in the sky I think about all the things that dominate the sky but those things have no dominion over the sky nothing can touch a single cluster in the sky "I wonder why " |
Quick Wittedevery time I hear someone say "it's the end of the world" I get excited not because I'm suicidal I get excited because I been hearing about this event for so long like we been lied to for so long I heard that "God don't make mistakes" I mean if God made mistakes God would have to erase us off the face of Earth so be it and it shall be done and all that bible talk I'm at the point of my life where it's do or die I'm gone do all I can before I die or God decide to wipe us out |
Concoctionthey told us what happened they showed us what happened now their trying to convince us it happened the current event is not new development the evidence is irrelevant ain't nothing to see here other than a elephant jump over the fence and a cow jump over the moon |
Broken People Do Great Things (142025)The "broken crayon theory" is a metaphor that unlocks and opens a door to many more a broken hammer can still drive a nail a suitcase with a broken handle can still be carried a broken heart still beats like a drum a broken pencil still can be sharpened like a broken crayon still colors there's no deeper place than a wounded place where scars are born and cannot be erased like the tears we wipe away so we can say "I'm not crying" but sometimes the tracks give us away functioning through dysfunction is everyday life for some more than likely for most one can be split into pieces but still manage to exist applied pressure is what breaks us it's the SNAP! that wakes us UP! |
That Away (142025)sometimes I feel as though I'm heading in the wrong direction I could turn around but curious about where it will lead me when I get there I find out I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, going the wrong way to get there is what lead me here it feel that way sometime |
The Third Stage (142025)in nineteen eighty, twenty twenty five seemed to be far away now that I've arrived it seems like it didn't take that long or did I unintentionally doze off during the ride |
